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The Elixir

Stumbling around in the morning

By KA Stefana Published 3 months ago Updated 3 months ago 1 min read
The Elixir
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I stumbled out of bed

Sleep addled brain

Foggy and forgetful

As I wander down the hall

Making my way to the kitchen


Stare into the cupboard

For my favorite mug

But it's nowhere to be found

It's not on the counter

Or dirty in the dishwasher


Run my hands through my hair

I'm disheveled and distressed

Where could it be

Panic starts to grow

When something catches my eye


Sitting on the opposite counter

Is my mug waiting for me

Steam waifs in the air

As the black elixir calls to me

I reach out to grab it



It disappeared

Was it all just a dream

Or a nightmare

In the making


Author's notes

Thank you for reading my story! It means a lot. If you really loved this story, please check out my other stories, leave a comment, or share with other readers.

I hope you enjoyed this little poem! Here are a couple of links to my other poems:


The Winter Willow

Shadows & Mist

Finally, if you have a story that you think I might like, feel free to leave a link in my comments, and I will check it out. I really love fantasy stories, if you can tell. Oh, and good food, too!

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About the Creator

KA Stefana

I started writing as a hobby during quarantine. From a hobby, a passion bloomed. Author of Dark Fantasy with a twist of romance. Available on KU - The Origins of Darkness, The Daughters of Darkness and The Forgotten.

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